Eric Stratton, rush chairman. Damn glad to meet you!
The space heater I have been using because the regular heating unit in the cabana died... it started sparking today. Not so good. It would have been reasonably tolerable, except for the following:
1. I had a fundraising meeting to attend today, therefore, I had to dress like a human being. And, because I am oddly shaped, I do not "do" dress pants (too much hemming) so I had to throw on a skirt. (which is a whole bitching fit in and of itself.)
2. It decided to sleet and be generally miserable outside.
Luckily, Bosslady gave me cash to get a new space heater for the office. Lets hope it's not a whole lot longer till the main heating unit is fixed.
But on the positive side:
Animal House is on. Egads, I love that movie. John Belushi, doing his impersonation of a zit? One of the top five cinematic moments of all time. (Am I joking? You be the judge.)
I augmented my CD collection today (thank you CDW! You are always cheaper, even for new cds!)with American Beauty (Thanks Elvis Twin and MWN for the heads up!) and Van Lear Rose by Loretta Lynn. I can't wait to give 'em a spin tomorrow at work.
I've also still got a kitty on my monitor, pretending to be a vulture, and all is right with the world. Now if I can just get to sleep tonight.
Who dumped a truckload of Fizzies in the swim meet? Who delivered the medical school cadavers to the alumni dinner? Every Halloween the trees are filled with underwear. Every Spring the toilets explode
You're talking about Delta, sir?
Hooray!
posted by Special Sauce @ 8:56 PM
5 Comments:
Yay! An Animal House quote is the perfect way to start the day. The zit scene is sheer comic genius. So is whatshername's response: "That boy is a P-I-G, pig!" Oh, and the "Mind if we dance with your dates?" scene is hee-larious! I was listening to Dan Ackroyd on NPR a few weeks ago. God, he made me miss Belushi.
You crack me up with your hatred for skirts. I can't remember the last time that I wore anything else: I only own 2 pair of pants (1 pr jeans, 1 pr black slacks). Yup, I'm a girly girl to the nth degree sometimes.
Hee! Actually, I like skirts, I hate pantyhose (which is why the bitching ensues). They used to get all crabby about pantyhose when I worked at the Bank. I kinda figured "I'm in the drive up. Nobody (and I mean nobody) sees my bottom half. It's also Key West. Only defendants wear pantyhose."
They were not amused.
Belushi was *awesome*
"From now on, your Delta Tau Kai name is... Flounder"
Hee! I saw that movie so many times during my formative years. In fact, one of my art projects was to make a marionette. I made it of John Belushi in a toga. Heh.
I sense a distinct need to borrow my brother's copy of the Blues Brothers tonight. (I was "Jake" for halloween one year. Threw people for a loop, seeing a 6th grade girl, alone, dressed up as only One of the blues brothers. Heh.)
Re the panties: Why weren't you just born a man instead? Would have saved you a lot of trouble *nods*
Giggle! There's a biiiiiiiiiiiiiig difference between panties and pantyhose. Pantyhose are scratchy and tight and they suck (though they do keep your legs warm and cover up a bad shave job). Panties are pretty and silky and they're fun (no comment on the keeping warm or the shave job...no vulgarities from me, thank you very much! :-) ).
Panty schmanty... or whatever...
On another note, I saw Animal House in the US in '01. I had great expectations, since I'd heard so much about it, so I'm sorry to say it was a huge disappointment. Maybe it was just the teacher in me that reacted (not bloody likely), but I don't think I laughed a single time during the whole movie. I found it vulgar and disgusting in an unfunny way. (This from someone who fell out of his chair, laughing, the first time he saw a South Park show with Mr. Hankie...)
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